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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

1. I have inadvertently sent an email to the school secretary about my husband's butt. (See Lingering a Little Longer and you will know what I mean.)

2. I have sent Ethan to his T-ball pictures with his baseball pants on backwards. Yes. I did. You would think that I didn't even look at the kid before we left the house, and you would be right. The word Wilsonwritten on his back pocket was blazoned just to the right of his belly button, and his reinforced shin pads were on his calves. At least we will have photographic evidence. That, and we provided many, many parents a hearty laugh.

3. While driving, I leaned my forearm on the steering wheel at a stoplight. This caused me to accidentally beep my horn. Not too terribly embarrassing, you say. Well, take note. There was a police car in front of me.

4. While leaning over to help Ellerie use the potty at the park, my favorite sunglasses fell off my head and into the public toilet (YUCK!) and through El's stream of pee (DOUBLE EWWW!). After a few choice uses of vocabulary, I fished the glasses out of the throne, washed them off in the sink with soap and water and then wrapped them in a paper towel. Take heart you fellow germ-a-phobes. Later, at home, I disinfected them, thoroughly.

5. I have watched helplessly as Ellerie took bouncy handballs from a store display, and threw them systematically down the aisle at the store while I was held up checking out at the register. By the time I got to her, she was laughing hysterically and clapping her hands together while hundreds of balls bounced merrily around her. It took me, Ethan, and 3 sales people to retrieve all of the balls amid many scowls (from them) and many apologies (from me).

6. I have watched as Ellerie spilled her purple grape juice on the carpet and then remarked, "Shit!" Probably a word that she heard from the incident number 4 listed above.

7. I have sent Ab to school on spring picture day with bed head, a stained shirt and a slightly too short pair of pants.

And . . . that's all I can remember for now, but really, aren't these enough?

You make life so bareable. We all do these things, try wearing your shorts inside out to the grocery store to be told by a wee one that the tag was right there for everyone to see and read the fact it isn't a size small. Bad and most embarrasing.Or sending Mike to school with bed head and sick and he's a senior. I don't know, I always thought the older they got the less stupid I'd be or at least seem. Hummm, not yet I guess.Thanks Annie for sharing. Take care and have a wonderful, blessed day.

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Annie and hubs

I split my time between my super hubby and ultimate sports guy, Paul, my 3 kiddies and the rest of my daily insanity. I am a former teacher, full time mom, part time tutor to 7-12 graders, and once upon a time personal trainer. I love bacon, krispy kreme doughnuts, and cold beer (but not all at the same time). I use a sharpie marker on my grey hairs, and I paint only my first two toes when I am wearing peep toe pumps. What can I say? My life is crazy every single day, but every single day, I am blessed.

Ab

My fashionista oldest daughter, Ab, is a joy! At 10, she loves to do crafts, read, and create her own designs. We love to watch Project Runway and What Not to Wear together. She loves to put together outfits for me (and for herself), and she got a sewing machine for Christmas.

E

My Ethan, at 7, is a ball of energy. In his short life, he has destroyed cell phones, toilets, and a TV. He loves all sports, like his Daddy, but specifically likes the Steelers. He plays T-ball and soccer, and in the morning, he snuggles up to me and tells me that he loves me more than bacon. What could be better than that?

Ellerie

My curly haired devil, Ellerie, is 4 years old, and full of personality. She loves to strip down to her birthday suit and run outside in the backyard. She makes lovely artwork all over herself and my walls, and she likes to tell us that we are acting like ogres, a la Shrek. She brings constant smiles and love to our crazy crew with her sloppy wet kisses. She is a love!